She-Freak - Chase Davenport

twelve.

Friday, 1st November 2013

Two days later, at school, the three oldest siblings and their best friend were in the main hallway with Owen. They were looking at the yearbook.

- "Did you guys see the yearbook?" Chase walked in between the childhood best friends. "Everybody but me got a 'Most likely to...' even Leo!" He complained.

- "What? Let me see that." Leo grabbed the yearbook from his brother's hands. "'Most likely never to get a 'most likely'.' I'm on the board!" He exclaimed, happily.

- "This is ridiculous." Maddie replied.

- "You had one, too." The short boy said. "'Most likely to punch someone'." He read.

- "That's true." Bree snickered and looked at the artist sitting on the bench next to her, who nodded in agreement.

The alien girl rolled her eyes, amused.

- "Well, that proves it. I'm completely invisible at this school." The genius boy explained.

- "No, you are not." The Matthews girl patted his shoulder.

- "Chase, that's not true. If you were invisible, I couldn't do this." Adam punched his younger brother's right peck.

- "Uhh!" The green hazel-eyed boy groaned, in pain.

The blue-eyed girl punched the tall guy where he had punched his brother.

- "Ow!" The oldest Davenport exclaimed. "Stop hitting me!"

- "When you stop hitting Chase." Maddie smiled widely.

Chase smiled fondly at his best friend, who winked. Gosh, how I adore her.

- "Mean." Adam walked away, holding his peck.

- "Chase, just because you weren't nominated doesn't mean you're invisible." The Davenport girl said.

- "Oh, really? Yeah? What's this?" The genius boy opened the yearbook and showed a page. "'Chip Davenport'. I'm a misnamed question mark!" He closed the yearbook, irritated.

Owen and Bree shrugged.

- "Chase, it's not that bad." The alien girl tried to comfort him.

- "Yeah, you don't buy your words either." The green hazel-eyed boy replied.

- "Sorry." The blue-eyed girl smiled, awkwardly.

- "Listen up, snot-buckets!" Perry walked in with a poster. "Don't forget to sign up for the annual Mission Creek High talent show. Auditions are after school, and we'll be judged, by moi. Chances are that if I don't like you, you won't get through, and I don't like any of you, so good luck." She put the poster on the wall.

- "Talent shows are wrong!" Owen exclaimed. "There are no winners or losers in creative expression."

- "Stick a paintbrush in it, Emo Sabe!" The principal mocked, before walking away.

- "I refuse to stand by while that woman crushes the artistic souls of our student body." The artist explained. "I'm gonna go sketch my feelings!" He walked away, quickly.

- "He is so tortured. Isn't it great?" The bionic girl smiled widely and followed him.

- "Oooookay." The Matthews girl said. "Her crushes get weirder."

The brothers nodded.

- "This talent show is the perfect opportunity for me to build my fan base." The Dooley boy explained.

- "Leo, you don't have a fan base." Chase replied.

- "I know. That's why I have to build one." Leo smiled. "With magic!" He gestured in the two geniuses' faces, who, both, leaned back.